A/N: This is based on the song "Behind Blue Eyes." The song was originally done by The Who, but it was redone by Limp Bizkit. I'm using the lyrics from the remake (slightly different from the originally.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans or "Behind Blue Eyes."
Summary: After the episode "Masks." Robin wears a mask. Behind the maskis blue eyes. Robin is reflecting on what he has become in order to get Slade.
Behind the Mask
"You and Slade are alike: he did not trust you, and you did not trust us." Robin watched the door slide closed as Starfire exited his room, leaving him in the dark.
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
Robin walked over to his bathroom in the dark, knowing the way by memory. Robin flicked the light switch. Bright fluorescent lights above his mirror flickered on, flooding the white bathroom with like and throwing shadows through the door to Robin's room. Slowly Robin walked over to his sink, avoiding his large mirror hanging on the wall.
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
Robin turned the right knob and a cascade of cold water fell from his faucet. Robin peeled off his mask with care and laid it on the edge of the sink. Robin splashed the water on his face. The icy cold of the water stung his cheeks, but he didn't care. He reached for a towel, and began to dry his face. Robin smelled the towel; it had an odd aroma, but he recognized it immediately: Tamaranian perfume. It must have been Starfire's turn to do the laundry. Her scent brought back a cornucopia of memories. He remembered buying Starfire her first ice cream. She instantly fell in love with it, just like how he had instantly fallen in love with her. Her smile could make him happier than anything else could. He hadn't seen her smile in a long time.
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
Robin shook away the feeling of nostalgia. He quickly told himself that he could just walk down stairs and see her smile anytime…but it wasn't that smile. That smile she reserved only for him. She hadn't given him that smile since, well, since Slade. She wasn't his top priority anymore. Slade was. Robin grew hot with anger. Well, why shouldn't Slade be my top priority? Robin thought. Slade is a dangerous criminal. I need to do everything to stop him. Robin threw his towel to the floor and stood up straight, staring at his own reflection. Robin could see his own bright blue eyes. When was the last time he'd seen his eyes? He couldn't remember. The area his mask had been was extremely pale, ghostly pale. Dark purple shadows cradled his eyes. Robin stared at his reflection, unmoving, for a time. Soon his vision began to blur. Robin saw Slade's image on the mirror before him. His one eye was blue.
No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And blame you
Robin's face screwed up in rage. Slade. This was all his fault. Everything that was happening was his fault. Robin lifted his hand and created a fist. Using all of his strength, Robin plunged his fist into Slade's face on the mirror, but right before it collided, Slade's face became Robin's once again. A tremor went through the mirror, throwing glass shards everywhere. Robin clutched his knuckles where blood poured freely. He frantically searched for something to catch the blood and found the towel that smelled of Starfire. Robin pressed the perfumed towel against his bloody fist.
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
Robin slumped against his sink as the towel swiftly turned red and the coppery tang of blood replaced the pleasant scent of perfume. Robin let his body fall to the floor where he leaned against the sink. His vision blurred as tendrils of unconsciousness grasped at his mind due to loss of blood and exhaustion. Robin laid his head on his shoulder and fell asleep while still clutching his bloody hand wrapped in the bloody towel.
No one knows what it's like
To be mistreated
To be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry
And don't worry
I'm not telling lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
After about a half an hour, Starfire grew worried. Robin had not ventured from his room since their talk. Starfire decided to check on him. After knocking for five minutes, she opened his door. The room was dark except for a stream light coming from his bathroom. Starfire peeked into the tiny lit room and gasped at the sight of her friend on the floor. Robin was covered in blood, and his skin was pale. Starfire could not tell the difference between the skin that had always been concealed by the mask and his exposed skin. The young Tamaranian quickly pulled out her communicator and called for help. Then she ran to her friend.
Robin, slipping in and out of consciousness, smelled a familiar fragrance. Robin opened his heavy lids with every ounce of energy he had left, revealing bright blue eyes. Starfire gave a larger smile, overjoyed that her friend was alive. Robin tried to smile also as he saw the smile meant only for him.
Cyborg, Beast Boy, and Raven ran in and rushed Robin to the medical room. Starfire stayed in the white bathroom. Tears fell down her perfect face as she stared at the bloody towel Robin had been cradling.
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
